The Steward Demonic Emperor

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Slightly lowering his head, Chu Qingcheng's face was a bit shy: "I just didn't think so much, just thinking that if it's dangerous, I'll try it for you, you don't have to try again. As for the consequences ... it doesn't matter whether it is life or death! "

"Hehehe ... you are still the same as before!"

Gently holding her in her arms, Zhuo Fan patted her spine with a smile.

Chu Qingcheng leaned on Zhuo Fan's shoulder, as if he really leaned on him, his heart was full of stability and satisfaction. Suddenly, she seemed to remember something, straightened her waist, and cried, "Yes, you must not misunderstand ..."

"What's the misunderstanding?" Zhuo Fanqi wondered.

With a red face, Chu Qingcheng rubbed his fingers, a little embarrassed: "That's ... that Meng Xiaofeng, I don't know why, he was a holy man, he came to my Danxiazong that time, and he was entangled when he met me Holding me down, I am very pleased. I have already told him, I have ... have ... "

"A sweetheart?"

Chu Qingcheng's stammered speechless, cheeks were on fire, Zhuo Fan smiled slightly, teasing.

There is no denying that Chu Qingcheng just nodded shyly, but soon showed a distressed color: "But that person is too domineering and ignores my feelings at all, still lingering every day. Like just now, he has been holding me , I ca n’t break free, and I still let you run into it, so I said, do n’t get me wrong, I have nothing to do with him! "

"I know, I won't get it wrong!"

Touching her head gently, Zhuo Fan smiled indifferently: "I said, you are mine, but I am not saying that I will take possession of you. But I always firmly believe that only you in my heart, mine You are the only one in your heart, and never give up forever. So I will never doubt or misunderstand you, nor do you need to explain anything to me! "

I didn't expect Zhuo Fan to say this to her. Chu Qingcheng suddenly passed a warm current, and then rushed into his arms with a happy smile on his face: "Zhuo Fan, thank you ! "

"Where, this is a must!"

With a chuckle, Zhuo Fan patted her on the back and soothed, but under his heart was a gurgling intent, which had already surged. The saint of Meng Xiaofeng's hall was actually entangled in the allure of the city, and he certainly had no good intentions. Was it for that thing?

It is basically impossible to get rid of him without knowing the ghost with the strength of his saint. But is there a chance in this land of underworld?

The eyes have become a thin line, like a sword sword, exuding a faint cold light.

Perhaps, what Meng Xiaofeng never dreamed of was that while he was planning to remove Zhuofan through the complex environment of the sea, this ant-like forging bone environment was also plotting against him.

If he knew this, he would laugh a lot, and he followed a joke. How can this be done in the Bone Forging Realm? Even if he is standing still, the ants have no ability to move him!

But what he could not guess is that the blade of the ant in his eyes is very complete ...

"Alas, when did this sea of ​​murmur become a place for love and love?"

Suddenly, along with the sound of the sea waves, an old sigh suddenly sounded.

Suddenly horrified, Zhuo Fan and two turned their heads to see, but they were seeing a rickety old man walking barefoot on the beach by the sea, carrying a bamboo basket behind his back, learning to speak and speak to himself while walking.

But his words were clearly heard in the ears of the two, and were not covered by the waves!

With a frown, Zhuofan's eyes were suspicious: "Strange, will there be anyone else in this sea?"

"Walking in the dark sea are all ghosts in exile. Those who can walk here are not humans, but souls!" The ear moved slightly, and he already clearly heard every word of him. The old man looked back at him and revealed A kind face, smiled: "Why, are you human?"

Lifting his chin, Chu Qingcheng took it for granted: "Of course we are humans!"

"People have flesh and soul, and they can't come to the Dark Sea at all. Here are all inanimate ghosts, no matter if they are spirit beasts or humans, they are not living creatures here, but dead souls!"

With a grin, the old man said quietly, "Do you still not know that you are dead? Generally, you will die after a fierce battle, and you will die in a blast. The soul will be a little broken, and it will gradually gather together after the sea of ​​darkness. Unclearness is normal. After a while, I can slowly recall it, do n’t worry, ha ha ha! "

Brows frowned lightly, Zhuo Fan thought carefully, and he was a little surprised.

It turned out that even if he blew himself to death, there was still the possibility of recovery. Will the broken soul reunite in the Dark Sea?

So he hurriedly said: "Senior, can all the souls dissipate here regenerate their souls here?"

"That's not necessarily the case, the sea is so big, where can you accommodate so many wandering ghosts? Just look at the fate!" The old man shook his head slowly, and the old man couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Fortunately came to the scattered soul of the sea There can be a line of vitality, and there is a possibility of reincarnation. But most of them are forever dissipated between the heavens and the earth. This sea of ​​underworld is under the control of the emperor, he can save some people, but it is impossible to save everyone. Any soul, Eventually the demise is normal, and rebirth is completely earned, so even if a person dies, there should not be too much resentment, because that should be it! "

Hearing what he said, Zhuo Fan and the two nodded clearly, feeling something.

Indeed, there are too many unwilling people in the world to complain. Was Emperor Ming Dao set up to dispel these resentments?

Legend has it that the Emperor of the Underworld is the way of life and death, so it is said that it is a character like Yan Luo, which makes people afraid, but in fact, maybe a person of great love may also be!

"By the way, how did you two young people die? Do you want to cross the sea, the old man will take you on a journey?" Suddenly, the old man smiled at Zhuo Fan again.

"Crossing the Nether Sea?" Zhuo Fanqi said in a daze.

Nodded clearly, the old man replied: "Yeah, once you cross the sea, you will have a chance to die!

"Drop everything?"

"Yeah, memories, feelings, affection, love, resentment, anger, hatred, greed ... all in all!"

"Are there any people who don't want to go?"

"Yes, many people who do not want to cross, stay in the sea of ​​wrath at last. Like couples like you, most of them are buried in the mouth of those sea spirits and beasts in the sea, and they have absorbed soul power. "

"So as long as you pass, you can die?"

"No, it takes a full month to cross the sea. During this period, you have to put everything down and throw it into the sea of ​​illusions before you have a chance to die. If you reach the other shore, if you still have something that has not been dropped, just It will disperse and disappear in the sea. So in the end, there are very few who are truly qualified to pass away! "

After listening to his words, Zhuo Fan and the two understood it. This sea of ​​meditation is a transit point for you to cut off the past and start a new life. It's just that life is alive, everything is put down, it means that nothing is left in this life, and life is in vain. The so-called restart is just to get you back to the starting point.

Suddenly, Zhuo Fan seemed to think of something, back to the starting point ... the real secret?

Could it be ... the real meaning of this real recipe is to let go?

For a time, Zhuo Fan felt his mood, and touched again!

The old man looked at them deeply and called again: "Hey, do you want to cross the sea? If you don't cross the sea, the sea will be heavy, and sooner or later you will all be absorbed and absorbed, and you will be reunited with your soul in vain!"

"Senior, we are not undead, we are just here to find the Emperor Dojo!"

"What, do you come in the form of gods and souls?"

"Exactly!"

"Alas, there is a way to heaven, you don't go, there is no hell, you break in!" Shaking his head helplessly, the old man pointed to the boundless sea and sighed: "How many years haven't seen creatures, and there is no greed. A person breaks in. You know, if you want to reach the Nether Emperor Dojo, you must pass through this sea wave. In addition to the blockade of the innumerable sea spirit beasts, you have to pass three levels and pass the generals before you can reach your destination. How many The capable people are all killed on this road. I ca n’t think of you, a loving couple, who has committed such greed. Why bother? Are you all together? ”

"Why, many people used to come?"

"Of course, do you think you can solve the mystery since ancient times?" With a look of sorrow, the old man must nod: "And the one who can solve the mystery of the Emperor Ming Emperor's poems must be a man of great wisdom and bravery. But even so, so Over the years, no one has been able to go back alive, ah, huh ... why bother? "

Uh!

Unconsciously, Chu Qingcheng felt stunned for a while, and then looked at the old man with a big smile on his face: "Hey, Senior, we changed our minds, we don't want to go to the Emperor Dojo, we want to go back, somehow ? "

"Huh, now you want to go back? Late!"

Unconsciously, the old man pointed at the seashore again and said: "Dark sea is not easy to come, even harder to go. If you want to go back, you must go through the Emperor Emperor's dojo, otherwise you will stay here forever!"

"What, isn't it still going to pass through the sea of ​​illusions and pass three levels and five generals?"

"Yeah, who did you blame for this?" The old man chuckled with a frown.

Deep in his heart, Zhuo Fan smiled slightly, looking at the somewhat distressed Chu Qingcheng Road: "It doesn't hinder, as long as we are together, life and death don't matter. Before we came, we had already experienced it, didn't we?"

"Ok!"

Hearing this, Chu Qingcheng nodded, and felt calmer under his heart, and then looked at the old man again: "Yes, go to the Emperor Emperor Dojo, are you crossing us ... Hey, man?"

However, the old man was no longer there.

But soon, the old man's ethereal voice came out again: "The old man only crosses the exiles, regardless of his destiny. If we are made by nature, we will see each other again, ha ha ha ..."

A loud laughter rang through my ears, like a ring of aftertones, coming from all directions, but it was impossible to tell which direction the old man was in ...